Sex, Kink and Delhi

Call it Western culture influence or anything, kinky sex has become the IN thing. A lot many couples are experimenting with their sexual tastes. There is a kind of bedroom revolution among Delhiites. However, it is also causing breakdown of marriages and relationship troubles as few are able to cope with their partners’ weird sexual desires.

Experts say one of the main reason for several such couple heading for divorce is their failure to understand simple fact that sex is a two way process and both partners have to enjoy it and be comfortable doing the act. But sometimes the situation takes an ugly turn as in the case of Harpreet Singh Suri who has been arrested for raping and forcing his wife to do anal sex.

While Singh's case is expection, there are several others who are enjoying bedroom experiments. Men and women both have now fewer inhibitions about talking about their preferences and sexual exploits. Eight years back when Michelle (All names of case studies in the story have been changed), then studying in Delhi University's north campus college, refused for a fellatio and anal sex with her boyfriend. Almost eight years later, working in an advertisement agency, craves for sex and loves fellatio and anal sex.

"There were inhibitions earlier when I was in college. Sex for me till then was just missionary position. Initially I used to enjoy it but my boyfriend used to hate me for that. I know every man's dream is a blowjob but I wasn't prepared for that. But after couple of years it got boring and then I started experimenting new positions and I loved it. Now I don't hesitate to perform fellatio on my boyfriend even in a moving car. It's so exciting," says the 29-year-old Vasant Kunj resident.

Dr Surendra Nath, Head, Department of Anthropology, Delhi University says, "Media is always full of news about sodomy, oral, anal and even group sex. When people read and see in television about this, they also feel adventurous and the need to experiment. They too want to see the different side of sex and hence the behavioral changes in society."

Take the case of 21-year-old Shikha, a JNU student. Her boyfriend got a shock when she asked him to have sex in the common bathroom of the hostel instead of his hostel room. "I love having sex in public places. The feeling of getting caught by others while having sex makes it kinkier. My boyfriend got a complete shock when I asked him to pee on my vagina in hostel bathroom. I love it, but my boyfriend hates it. But he cannot help it. Whatever I say he has to do it," she adds.

30-year-old Amit, a Sainik Farm resident, says, "I have many sex partners and I shuffle around with them. Although I always believe in protective sex but sometimes the demands of girls are such that it's not possible with a condom. One of my girlfriend asked me to make out with her in a moving car. And while riding on me she asked 'what if my mom was on top of you'. I was completely shocked when I heard. Once another girl asked me to have sex inside the rest room of All American Diners in India Habitat Centre. After we were done with it, the guard confronted me when I came out. He knew what exactly had happened. As I am a regular there, I just walked off." Amit gets his HIV test done every four months. "It's so risky these days. But sometimes I really feel what will happen to them when they get married. How would their husbands react?" he says.

"With husband it's just plain simple missionary position sex. All these experiments are meant to be done with only boyfriends or sex partners," says 22-year-old Ruchi, an executive working with a PR company. "Blowjobs and anal sex excites me. But I can't do it with my boyfriend as I am getting married to him. So I have a sex partner too with whom I simply practice uninhibited sex. We meet once a week and it's a kind of relaxation therapy for me, a stress buster.

25-year-old Shabana, a Vasant Vihar resident, says, "When I was in Class IX, our school took us out for picnic to Lodhi garden. I along with my friend Swati saw a guy screwing a girl behind the bushes. I got excited about this and one night few years later I asked my boyfriend to have sex at the same spot. We sneaked in the park and spent some two hours there fondling and groping each other. It was exciting."

Central Asian Flavours of Delhi

The Uzbek prostitutes operating from Lajpat Nagar

Sex, prostitutes and cocaine forms an integral part of the Delhi's underbelly. Especially, white-skinned prostitutes from the CIS countries are most sought after but it's not easy to lay your hands on them. You should be connected within the sleaze network in order to lay one. The catch is you should know the ring leaders namely Neelam, Nafisa, Nargis, Sofia, Diana or Angelina, operating from Lajpat Nagar, under whose directions they work. On Wednesday cops arrested Neelam from Lajpat Nagar after residents complaint about their illegal activites. Five call girls from Uzbekistan who were part of the sex racket were also arrested.

So how these sex racket runs? From where these girls come? These blonde chicks come from all countries but most of them in Delhi are either from Russia, Ukraine or Uzbekistan. They come on a three-month tourist visa to India. But coming here isn't easy job. They have to bribe the officials in Indian embassy in their respective countries, through agents. India and Dubai are the hotspots for these prostitutes. Some even try a visa for Doha , although it's a risky affair there.

According to an Uzbeki prostitute operating in Delhi, "We have three months to earn money in Delhi. Earnings of one month takes care of the bribes that we paid to get a tourist visa here and earnings of the rest two months is what we take back home. It also takes care of legal expenses, if any, incurred if we land in a soup."

And one of the biggest clients of these chicks in city are the event management people who sadly have expanded their role of organizing entertainment party to procuring these girls for affluents clients. Event managers often keep "Madam" of these girls on speed dial to entertain their high profile clients including business executives who are on official visit. In one such chance encounter with an event manager who was organizing girls for rich clients, I was surprised to see that the clients turned out to be a well-known businessmen and a small time politician from UP who also owns malls. Surprisingly the venue for the meeting was one of the various State sadans at posh Chanakyapuri. The politician was staying there and he had contacted the event manager to supply these white-skinned girls for entertainment.

It's pretty obvious when you get a blonde to govt sadan there are fears of getting caught. So when the event management guy, called the ring leader, he kept his fingers crossed. Although the ring leader, let's call her Nafisa, knew this chap, but still asked, "Where will you take her? We only allow girls to private places. You cannot take her to any government property. Only to city's five star hotels, if you can manage or private residences in south Delhi or private farmhouses. The girl doesn't know English and all dealings through phone only."

The event management guy, let's call him Sid, didn't tell her that he would take her to govt Sadan. Deal was fixed. For every shot it he was supposed to pay Rs 3,000 to her and not more than two men per girl. He had to cater to two girls hence he asked for only one. Nafisa knew Sid's car number and so she asked him to give a missed call to her once he reaches next to Sai temple at Amar Colony in Lajpat Nagar.

At around 1 am Sid reached the designated place. It was dark and the air standstill. One could hear the whistling of the gatekeeper somewhere in the bylanes of Amar Colony. Slowly the car door opened and a five-feet three-inches tall girl entered the car and settled in the rear seat. Well, this one had jet black hair, clean skin, blue Caucasian eyes, a great figure wearing blue denim jeans and laced black top with her hair falling free and black ankle-length boots. She could be easily mistaken for a member of a girl band.

After whizzing past the narrow lanes of Lajpat Nagar, and crossing the cops' barrier, the car hit the Ring Road. There was a stunned silence inside the car. The monotony was broken soon as her cellphone rang. Nafisa called her to check if everything was 'Ok'. Well it wasn't Nafisa, it was another friend of hers' who was talking to her in her native language. (Later Sid told that they all know English but pretend to customers that they are alien to English) The girl was down with her menstrual cycle so was at home and hence was in touch with all her colleagues who were on duty doing favours to the rich and famous of the society.

As the car parked into the driveway of govt sadan in Chanakyapuri, Nafisa called up Sid. The girl behind had told her that the car was in Chanakyapuri and Nafisa was fuming over it. After Sid pacified her and told her that there are no chances of getting caught, she agreed and let Sid take her to the Sadan. Nafisa clearly told Sid that it's Rs 3,000 per shot. The businessman knew the rules of the game and took his own time. 'Coz once a guy cums it's considered to be a shot. The politician was unaware. Excited to the hilt he asked her to do fellatio on him. He was done in 15 minutes. The deal with Sid was only one single shot per person. Thus the girl politely wore her clothes and sat on the sofa and called Nafisa telling her that she was done.

While Sid was waiting in the car, he proceeded to the room to fetch the girl. Politician was agitated and asked her for another shot. She clearly told in broken English that she was ready but they need to pay another 3k in advance to do so. This was the first time the girl spoke in broken English. The politician in his drunken stupor held the girl by her hair. Before things could turn ugly, Sid entered the room and took the girl away. It was 3 am and Nafisa called Sid to drop her back as there's another client waiting to pick her up. Another client, another bed, well the sleaze can’t stop here in Delhi.

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At Lord’s on July 15 the Chief Cricket Correspondent of The Times delivered the seventh annual Cowdrey Lecture, from which this is an extract. The lecture was inaugurated in 2001 in memory of Lord Cowdrey of Tonbridge, a past MCC president and England captain. The previous lecturers have all been former international cricketers.

Rooney & Zoonie, the love of my life

Zoonie

Rooney

A Lesbian Affair

(As told to yours truly)

Those who think I am a lesbian, well, I must confess that I am a bi. However, it was in college that I got attracted to my teacher with whom I have shared some wonderful years together.

About myself, I have a bit tom-boyish looks and that’s how she, 28, (say Rita) got attracted to me. I was her student,19, and we used to board the metro from the same station in CP for DU. Although I lived in New Delhi area, she used to come from East Delhi. Her husband was into research and later she confessed to me that he was a gay too and had a south Indian partner.

I was a third year student then and Rita used to teach me. Since we traveled together there was an attraction. I thought it simply to be a simple teacher-student relationship confiding everything into her. Even my feelings about my friends delving into relationships and flings that I used to have in college. Suddenly, I realized she was getting too much involved with my life and surprisingly I too started delving into her affairs.

In emotional moments she used to hold my hand and be very touchy at times, I thought it was normal. I was in college and am pretty adventurous. I too started responding to her overtures. I loved her neckline so I was too physically getting attracted to her. I was open for experiments. All those metro rides to and from DU and long walks to college in campus or on cycle rickshaws, started taking its toll. I was in a relationship with her.

Why I chose her?
I had my childhood friends. They all were going around and had a bustling sex life. But in due course of time, all were getting bored of their relationship. I could see them, both boys and girls weren’t happy. They had their own trials and tribulations. So when it came to me, I thought the best-suited option for me was staying without a guy in my life. I had few quick-fire relationships which were enough to fulfill my bodily needs.

As for her, her husband had a regular sex partner. She had a tumultuous life. Since she had few friends as she shifted to Delhi after marriage, she had few friends to bank on. I provided her that badly-needed shoulder when she needed me. Few say that lesbian love or male-bonding only happens if they are too frustrated or have been-there-and-done-that a bit too much that you get bored out of sex. Hence the need as well as the urge to try alternate sex happens. Maybe this was the reason apart from my experimental nature.

During this time I met a guy. He was simply my sex partner and nothing else. I confided in him about my relationship with Rita and being liberal, he encouraged me. And it was on the Valentine’s Day, that we went on a date to CP’s Barista. We spoke to each other at length, caressed and spoke about her marriage, my future plans, etc. Evening we went back home. Nothing happened!

A week later, she called me home. Her husband had gone to his village on a ‘study tour’ along with his gay partner. Rita was home alone and she invited me home. She loved my boyish attitude and I was curious about experimenting. I was game for it just for the hec of it. Initially I enjoyed a lot. We were like two unsuspecting lovebirds enjoying our love life free from the cudgels of society. Had I got a boyfriend, it would have been hellish for me but with a woman along with me, I was like a free bird. However, I didn’t notice her growing possessiveness about me.

I passed out from college and shifted to south Campus. I was staying in a hostel so I was free from family bondage of going back home early, etc. I started staying with her and made a boyfriend in class. I enjoyed best of both worlds. We used to sleep and explore each other in bed in front of her husband. He had no problems.

However, Rita’s love for me was becoming obsession. She wanted me home by 7 pm and was repulsive towards my classmates. She felt stupid that I was going out with my classmates, it didn’t matter to her whether they were guys or girls. Moreover she was insecure about me, especially when she came to know I made a boyfriend. That day she created a huge scene at home.

When in hostel, she started keeping check on my boyfriend too. I didn’t like this attitude. We started having constant fights. To tease her I asked my boyfriend to sometimes give me love bytes on intimate parts so as to make her jealous. I also used to make stories that I slept with other girls and she used to crack up. This was my way of teasing her. I renewed my relationship with my sex partner. That day I spoke all about my relationship with him. I used to hide certain facts with him. But high on drinks, I told him all, each and every intimate details of our one-and-a-half-year-old relationship. That day too she created a huge scene. She hated me talking about him but enjoyed every detail about my lovemaking with him. She became violent in bed. I somehow didn't like it.

As time passed by, sex became boring and no more was I infatuated towards this chubby, clean-skinned sexy partner of mine. I started keeping a distance from her. Two months back we separated. Sometimes, she calls me but I don’t feel like responding to her overtures. She talks and she’s still insecure about me. I can’t help it. Life has to go on and I have to move ahead. Be it a guy or a girl, what’s in store for future is mystery. And I like solving mysteries.